- Forgotten -

The truth was bitter, but unavoidable; she didn't need him anymore.

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He watched her there, talking to a crowd of people, and felt it creep on strong.

Jealousy.

True, it had been his choice to break ties with her, but a lot of him still wanted to believe she was his.

Kyoko…

She had not once glanced his way, but he knew she was aware of his presence.

She despised him, and probably forever would. He was a fool thinking he had a chance with her anymore.

Without looking once more at her, he turned around, shoving the roses he held into the nearest trash bin.

It was a perfect metaphor of their relationship.

Short, perhaps overly simplistic oneshot of a pairing I actually enjoy. I'm not sure many others do, but oh well x.X